She half-knelt beside him, stretched out her hands to help him loosen his bonds, tilted her head to the side, and the hair that originally covered her neck spread out.
Looking at the piece of white gauze around her neck, Dongfang Xing's face froze, as if he had been struck by lightning, and his deep and cold eyes were filled with unbelievable shock.
who is he?
Can her lame lies hide his sharp eyes?
Xiahou Huan'er didn't notice anything wrong with his eyes, and while helping him untie him, he murmured: "Hou, you should lose weight. Do you know that you are dead? I carried you on my back for a whole day, and it almost made me tired."
die."
Mr. Xing said nothing.
He has always liked that silence is golden.
Xia Hou Huan'er didn't think there was anything wrong. It wasn't until she untied the rope on his body that she realized that his eyes had been staring at her neck. She quickly reached out to cover her neck and said with a smile like a kid: "Yesterday
I was bitten by a big mosquito when I fell asleep late at night, but I'm fine now."
Dongfang Xing choked, his eyes fell on her concealed smile, he raised his palm and touched her face, his rough fingertips were along her cheek, stroking it gently and delicately. His expression was obscure, and she also
I don't know what he is thinking at this moment.
This atmosphere is so fucking weird.
Xiahou Huan'er couldn't bear it. She looked at him, frowned and said, "I'll exchange a question for what you're thinking at the moment."
Dongfang Xing's eyes flashed, and his handsome face was as sinister as ice, suppressing strong guilt and hatred.
After enduring it for a long time, it finally turned into three pale words: "I'm sorry!"
When Xiahou Huan'er heard this, she was immediately dumbfounded.
"Hey, you don't want to send me away with just three words."
Then wouldn't it be a big loss for her to deal with this problem? If it doesn't work, she has to appeal.
Master Xing's fingers followed her chin to her neck, and rubbed his fingertips along the edge of the gauze.
Repeat those three words again: "I'm sorry!"
Xiahou Huan'er couldn't stand the heavy atmosphere and was furious: "That's enough, I don't want to hear you say these three words."
Mr. Xing looked at her angry face and narrowed his eyes: "What do you want to hear?"
Xiahou Huan'er looked at him, and a wicked smile suddenly appeared on her pretty face: "I want to hear you praise me. Feel free to praise me. You're welcome. I'm all ears."
Mr. Xing's originally heavy expression turned dark when he heard her words.
He stretched out his finger and pinched her nose: "Are you ashamed?"
It's a shame she thought of it when people praised her.
"I'm ashamed and can't be eaten." Xiahou Huan'er glared, slapped his hand away, touched his nose, and shouted unconvinced, "I don't want your apology, I want you to praise me, say it quickly, say it quickly
, otherwise I won’t forgive you.”
Master Xing's body suddenly stiffened and he stared at her coldly.
"Say, I'm waiting." Xiahou Huan'er looked at him longingly.
Dongfang Xing gritted his teeth, with a dark handsome face, and burst out a few words: "You are beautiful."
Ha ha……
Oops, Mr. Xing is finally willing to praise her with golden lips, which is rare.
However, can these three words satisfy Xiahou Niu'er's huge vanity?
She tugged at his sleeves, pouting her little mouth to try not to smile, dissatisfied: "Don't be so stingy, talk more, say more."
Just three words are not enough to fit between your teeth.
Mr. Xing held back, gritted his teeth again, and said in a deep voice: "You are very beautiful."
"What else?" His descriptive vocabulary is too lacking.
"You are cute."
Mr. Xing, I gave you a chance to perform, but why did you end up like this?
